sonic-hip-attack:

thesavagesalad:

i hope that every male character you have ever loved is played by Lucy Liu

okay I spent way too much time making this shitty graphic

but it made me happy

dandy-masochism:

“What on earth do I like?” Colin’s eyes narrowed. Ed shrugged and took a bite out of his lunch. “I dunno. I just said I like performing live. Jonny and Thom went full out though—took it a bit serious if you ask me.” He took another bite and shrugged thoughtfully. “Just put something down.”

Colin let out a sigh. “Ed, I can’t just put anything down. This is the sort of thing that will haunt me in my late thirties. God knows I don’t need any more demons.” Ed scoffed, his eyes rolling as he stepped onto the porch for air. “Colin Greenwood, master of demons. All the fallen angels flock to you.” The sliding glass door clicked behind him.

Colin chewed the end of his pencil, his eyebrows knitting together in concentration. He quite liked smoking—had to give that up on the insistence of the missus. Not a valid hobby. Playing bass? Of course he liked that. That’s the run-of-the-mill band member answer. Absolutely not. Fine wine? A bit risque. Didn’t want to alert mum of his drinking habits.

Ed slid the glass door open just in time to see a brief idea brighten Colin’s face. He beamed as he transmitted his stroke of genius to the page in hasty squiggles. “Got it, have you?” Colin nodded and handed the paper to Ed.